Delicious tea...or deadly poison?

I spent all of yesterday cleaning my room. Room still not clean, but progress has been made. I did several fucktons of laundry and packed up about five boxes of things to send home. There is still work to be done, however. Miles to go before I sleep and all that. I should do some work at some point, but I'm totally of the mindset that if my room is clean, I will finally and magically be able to sit down and work on my thesis. Okay, crazy. Whatever.

I did take an hour or so last night to watch baseball with my housemates. And I'm fairly sure only bluejaysfan4eva cares, but it was Cubs vs Diamondbacks, and Arizona's infielding was fucking awesome. I was impressed and attracted to it. A possible fondness was generated.

With the sheer idiocy surrounding my job this week, I've been meaning to post about how KUGFYSDIOHo9e8rt0wut it is, but it's so utterly ridiculous I can't even put it into human words. So I offer you this analogy from the Simpsons:

Smokey the Bear Video Game: Only WHO can prevent forest fires?
Bart: *chooses "you"*
StBVG: You have chosen "you," meaning "me." The correct answer is "you."

It is EXACTLY. LIKE. THAT. Christ what is wrong with this school besides EVERYTHING.